[center][h1][color=FFD700][b]Edward Scawthorne[/b][/color][/h1]

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The impatient rich kid tapped his foot, waiting to be led to the direction of the battle. His entire form itching to see and hear the clash of blades between the Knight classes... at least he hoped it was between the Knight Classes...

[color=#0EB94D][i]"Now Master, do hold on tightly, alright?"[/i][/color] Lancer spoke as she grabbed his waist. Which gave him a dumbfounded look. Why would she be hugging him now shouldn't she lead him already? [color=#ffd700]"Now's not the time for huuuuuu-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"[/color] Oh right... Servants could do that. Perhaps that's the one thing he forgot as his Servant leaped through rooftops toward the designated battlefield.

The "couple" landed on a nice vantage point. It is quite dark so it was pretty hard to make out who was fighting, no doubt about it... it had already begun and that filled his entire being with excitement. [color=#ffd700][b]"Arsenal: First Set."[/b][/color]

A glow of yellow light illuminated brightly into his right hand, the same with his left and one behind his back before a sword of steel (right hand), a kite-shaped shield of the same metal as the sword... only it had his family crest embedded on its center (left hand) and a long iron spear behind that could be used as a javelin if he felt like it. [color=#ffd700][b]"Steel Skin (Reinforcement)"[/b][/color]

A burst of yellow light came from him as he sighed out of the feeling of Prana that rushed out of his body. He was pumped. Real pumped. However, Lancer's suggestion to find someone who had fled wasn't something he'd wanted to do... unless of course it was an Assassin Class or a Caster Class since he believed those two are nothing but cowards who work in the shadows.

[color=#0EB94D][i]"The battle here seems quite dull, and it's unbecoming to interrupt when warriors are giving their all. What say you we go hunting instead for more elusive game, and seek those who've already turned tail and fled?"[/i][/color] This concerned Edward... a lot... would she resort to that sort of thing? Not if he did anything about it.

The Scawthorne Heir looked around for any stones that might creep up towards Lancer. So far he hasn't seen anything.

[color=#ffd700]"Well if someone did fled, they would have at least tripped on your little "detection runes". It led us here and whoever is currently fighting has no intention of leaving anytime soon."[/color] He said as he stretched, looking down on the battlefield with a grin. [color=#ffd700]"And besides... if it's dull... let's hype it up a bit! It's not fun to run away from a fight! Don't be a coward and steadfast!"[/color] He said as he used his shield to bang his chest plate with a bang.

He's pretty stubborn and a bit arrogant. Should Lancer follow him into battle or further convince him about the ones watching as well?

[@Feyblue]